[Three Kingdoms] Burning incense and sacrificial wine

Hua Tuo didn't know Cui Song's thoughts, and explained: "It's a bit weird to say. At that time, I was young and vigorous, and I was dissatisfied with the injustice of the world. In February of the eighth year of Yanxi, I went to Tianshui alone to collect herbs. I accidentally ate poisonous weeds, and fell into a faint. I was unconscious, alternating hot and cold, and I seemed to have turned into a dandelion, floating between the sky and the earth. I don’t know how long I wandered, but I came to a very flat world , only the size of a bedroom, in which stood a few strangers in plain clothes who looked somewhat similar to the Xiaoyue people, speaking strange words..."

It turned out that after Hua Tuo fell into a coma by mistakenly eating poisonous weeds, he suspected that he had seen the future of Western medicine through the gap of time, and understood their conversation without any obstacles.

Although he didn't know what bacteria and viruses were, he learned from the context that they were the classification of external evils by aliens, and he was quite curious about their set of medical theories.

Those people couldn't perceive his existence, and taught medicine on their own.Hua Tuo watched for a long time, shocked by their boldness.

When time flew by and everyone left the white space, Hua Tuo suddenly trembled and fell from the sky suddenly.

When he regained consciousness, he was lying on the grass, and the smell of herbs was still in his mouth—it was the poisonous weed he had swallowed by mistake.

Before he had time to feel that he survived the catastrophe, all Hua Tuo's mind was immersed in the strange experience when he fainted——

Because the aliens' theories are too detailed and complicated, he doesn't think they are pure imaginations and dreams.

Even if Hua Tuo did not fully understand the principles, he also gained valuable enlightenment from it.

He began to experiment with the possibility of "surgical operation".By analogy, he tried to exploit the healing effects of external instruments, and invented acupuncture and moxibustion according to the science of meridians.

I have to say that Hua Tuo is really an amazing doctor.

But this is a story similar to the "Lanke" of later generations, and it is not the answer Cui Song expected, which makes him a little disappointed.

The principles of TCM treatment have been widely discussed since ancient times.But there is one thing that can be agreed upon: Traditional Chinese medicine treats diseases by acting on the "human being" as a whole, exorcising evils and consolidating the root, regulating yin and yang, so as to eliminate the focus of disease.

In the final analysis, the effectiveness of traditional Chinese medicine, in addition to whether it is symptomatic, has a lot to do with the "person" itself.

It is undeniable that traditional Chinese medicine has an insurmountable advantage in regulating body functions, but for diseases such as "infection", especially bacterial infection, western medicine with local action is more effective.

Seeing that Guo Jia's "death day" in history is approaching, Diao Chan and Hua Tuo bluntly said that there is no direct cure for this disease, and they can only be treated conservatively with heat-relieving and detoxifying formulas, but the effect is unknown; However, when I heard the words of Western medicine, I almost put all my hopes on modern Western medicine.

However, Hua Tuo's answer shattered his hope again.

After receiving the prescription from Hua Tuo, Cui Song tried his best to calm down, hoping that this prescription could really cure Guo Jia's illness.

Guo Jia sent Hua Tuo away, and seeing Cui Song still standing there, he didn't know what he was thinking.

He hastily summoned his attendants, and instructed him in a low voice to prepare exquisite food and honey water, and cut a plate of the sweetest courgettes.

He remembered every word that Cui Song had said to him, one of which was: Food can make people feel better... I hope this sentence can truly exert its effect.

Guo Jia sent his servants out, and when he looked up, he saw his own Zi Cong staring at him with unkind eyes.

Thinking of Hua Tuo's questions, he knew something was wrong, so he quickly tried to change the subject:

"Where did Yi'er go? I haven't seen anyone all day."

Cui Song showed a strange smile: "I just saw it this morning, and I should have gone to a government school now."

Unceremoniously pointed out the absurdity of Guo Jia's use of the word "all day", and condemned his behavior of not distracting the topic.

This is the first time Guo Jia capsized over such a trivial matter: ...

With an inexplicably short head, Guo Jia passed through the difficult dinner time and difficult digestion time, trembling against the creepy silence, tried to find a topic several times, but Cui Song responded indifferently, and then It's cold.

"Feng Xiao is ill, it's not appropriate to think so much, let's rest early."

So relying on the arm strength that can split rocks, Guo Jia was rounded up and put on the couch.

Guo Jia, who was stuffed on the couch like a ball of quilts, did not dare to protest at all, and tried to comfort his best friend:

"Zicong has an injury on his hand, it's better to change the medicine before going to bed. I'll go get the medicine—"

"Don't worry about it. When I went to relieve my hand just now, I asked Qiao Ji to help me change the dressing."

Guo Jia, who was useless at all, was silent for a moment, then continued his efforts:

"Since that's the case, let's settle it down. I've already warmed up the couch, Zi Cong come over quickly."

Cui Song took off his coat, walked to the side of the couch, pushed Guo Jia inside, lay down on the vacant position, turned over and turned his butt to Guo Jia.

Guo Jia who just pulled a smiley face and was about to speak softly to Zi Cong: ...

He stood up carefully and approached slowly from behind, only to hear faint and continuous breathing.

Knowing that his best friend was really furious this time, Guo Jia had no choice but to resign himself to his fate and lie down, not daring to turn over and move around, and it took some time before he fell asleep.

He had a very bad dream.

In the dream, he knew that his death was approaching, so he left Yecheng alone under the guise of supernatural events.Before leaving, he planned for a long time, intending to make Cui Song believe that he had encountered a similar adventure with him, and arrived in another foreign land.

After the success of the plan, he wanted to find a remote and quiet mountain forest to spend the rest of the day, but he didn't expect that before he left Jizhou, he was shocked to hear the news that Tinghou Cui Song was trampled by a wild horse, and his life and death were unknown.

When he hurried back to Yecheng, he saw white flags all over the city, and the sky was spinning...

Guo Jia woke up suddenly, covered in cold sweat.

The field of vision is pitch black, only the hazy stars and moonlight shining in from the window lattice, embellishing the room colorfully.

He immediately looked to the side, saw Cui Song was still lying on the outside of him, facing his direction, sleeping peacefully, he was relieved.

Thinking of the horror and despair that filled the dream, he only felt heartbroken and couldn't think about anything else.

Fortunately, everything is just a dream...

He stared closely at Cui Song's sleeping face, from the eyebrows to the tip of the nose to the corners of the lips, like a glutton who eats greedily and wants to carve every part into his heart.

I don't know what Cui Song dreamed about, his eyebrows gradually wrinkled, his teeth were clenched, as if he was trying to endure.

Guo Jia stretched out his hand involuntarily, trying to smooth the crumpled eyebrows, but stopped a finger away.

He slowly withdrew his hand, bent down inch by inch, and kept approaching Cui Song.

When he was only half a foot away from Cui Song, he paused for a moment, making sure that Cui Song hadn't woken up, and continued to lean over.

Seeing that those moist lips were about to be pressed, the sleeping man opened his eyes...